Riding Above the Clouds

Not much color or contrast at the start of the ride this morning

It was pea-soup fog when I left the house this morning, and I figured things could only get worse in Woodside. Thankfully, that’s not how it played out! By the time I got to the start of the ride (which a select few showed up for, no doubt scared off by the fog) it was beginning to clear, and within moments of the start the fog was gone. The video tells the story (including retrieving a water bottle that Kevin had lost on the ride last week).

Neither Kevin showed up this morning; Kevin the pilot was in Minneapolis (why?) while Kevin my son was home with a bad cold (he doesn’t buy into my theory that the best thing to do for a cold is to ride it into the ground). But we had Chris (who’s becoming really fast again), Jim, Eric & Karen (who had won her ‘cross race this past weekend).

If you missed the ride and don’t believe me that it was spectacularly-beautiful this morning, watch the video. It’ll convince you.

If you can’t control your peanut butter, you can’t control your life

Was it really a good idea to do a 112 mile ride to Santa Cruz today? Seeing the sun so low in the sky made me wonder!

Calvin & Hobbes really gets it. As I’m riding south on Highway 1 towards Santa Cruz with my son, Kevin, who’s going to be 19 tomorrow, I found myself explaining to him that the sun isn’t going to get any higher in the sky, it’s just going to travel along an arc fairly close to the horizon… and realized I lost an opportunity to come up with something really interesting like Calvin’s dad used to do. Like the fact that the world used to be black & white until sometime in the 30s, and that the reason old paintings are in color was because artists were crazy. Am I letting him down when I tell him the truth?

And then later on we were looking at the Calvin & Hobbes strip where Calvin’s giving his mom a bad time because she doesn’t scoop the peanut butter out of the jar exactly right (which is where the phrase “If you can’t control your peanut butter, you can’t control your life” comes from).

Fortunately, we can control our lives, or at least enough of them to feel that our destiny is not entirely determined by fate. We can decide to go out on a long bike ride, for example, a race against the sun actually, to find out if we can get out on the road early enough and ride fast enough to do the Redwood City-Santa Cruz loop (about 112 miles) before the sun sets. Answer? You can! But we did bring flashing tail lights and high-powered head lights (insert commercial plug here for the fantastic Niterider 1-watt tail light and 350 or 600 lumen self-contained headlights).

Just to be (a little) different, we rode up 84 from Woodside instead of the usual Old LaHonda, but other than that, it was basically the same ride we must have done 5 or 6 times in the past few months. Just a few years ago I never would have considered a 112 mile ride to be no big thing. That was then, this is now. What I wonder though is whether I’m doing these rides to help push my son’s limits, or am I trying to prove to myself that I’m capable of more, not less, as I get older? This is where the bit about controlling our lives comes in.

Black Friday Madness, Patagonia Ads, Cheap stuff (crap) you don’t need, Depression…

Wednesday evening I was faced with the always-daunting task of coming up with an email to send to our customers, promoting “Black Friday” items that would bring them into the store for things they couldn’t afford to be without. I had the TV on for background noise, but what I ended up tuning into was not the scheduled programming, but the programming the ads wanted to subject me to. An endless barrage of “Black Friday” ads for stores opening at 6am, no 4am, no, Midnight, no… 10pm on Thanksgiving Evening even! People camping out to get first crack at a “door buster” special, and the characters in some of the ads, particularly the Target ads, were simply bonkers. Their purpose for being was all about grabbing some great deal before somebody else.

Even, perhaps especially, if it’s something you don’t need.

It occurred to me that “Black Friday” was all about the item, all about the store, and not about what somebody might actually need. Over and over and over again with the same message. Not once did I hear anything about “Quality” or “Service.” It was all about “cheap” and “buy”. Nothing about whether something would be appropriate for your needs. Nothing about durability. In short, no lasting value. Watching the bizarre characters in the ads was like watching an addicted gambler on crack who’d just found $1000 in a wallet lying on the sidewalk.

It was… depressing. Seriously depressing. So much so that I had a tough time getting to sleep Wednesday night, thinking about those ads, Black Friday in particular, and “Holiday Sales” in general. After getting home from my (wet) ride Thursday, I decided that my initial ad ideas were all wrong. The usual pictures showing particular items at “must buy” pricing, enticing people to buy what I thought they should buy… that’s all about “shopping”, not serving the customer’s needs. So I turned everything upside-down, crossing out the “Black Friday” description of the sale and created more-generic categories of sale items that allow a customer to create their own sale, something that suits their own needs. Needs related to cycling and not some bizarre seach for the best deal ever on something that’s made like crap and not what they actually need.

And then, this morning, I get an email from Jeff Selzer at Palo Alto Bicycles, telling me about a full-page Patagonia ad in the New York Times. You can view it here. The cynic in me (and Jeff, for that matter) thinks they’ll probably sell more product by telling people to buy less. But there is an important subtext, something they didn’t actually tell people. Buy better stuff, less often. It makes sense. You’ll be happier with what you’ve got, you’ll be creating less environmental damage, and you’ll spend less time shopping for replacements when it breaks or wears out. That’s my take-away, and that’s something I feel very strongly about at Chain Reaction. Our mission is to set you up with better product that will last longer. (And yes, I went out of my way to avoid saying our mission is to “sell” you better product, because that doesn’t sound as politically-correct).    –Mike–

Nobody out here but us Turkeys!

Riding up Tunitas Creek in the rain

I can’t really blame anyone for not showing up for the annual TurkeyDay Trot this morning; the weather forecast had been for rain, starting at about 8am, and ending about noon. And our ride started this morning at 8am, and finished… just before noon! This was one of those rare times the weatherman really got it nailed; I woke up around 6:15am when my wife got up to do something with the turkey (what, I’m not sure) and it was completely dry out and not even that threatening-looking! But I went back to sleep knowing this, too, shall pass.

So yes, we got pretty wet, and it was reasonably cold, but hardly epic. In fact, it was disappointing it didn’t rain harder, because we were dressed for whatever came our way. I even had a rack on my rain bike with a rack-top bag filled with extra jackets and gloves, just in case.

The original plan had been to do the Pescadero/Tunitas loop, but this was one of those days where the motivation wasn’t there, and I was easily able to rationalize the need to get back at a reasonable hour to get the “Black Friday” sale email finished. And Kevin (yes, my son at least rode with me!) was pushing to cut it back even shorter!

As it was Kevin bonked, and running out of fuel on a day when even the San Gregorio General Store is closed (a very rare event; where did people go for Bloody Mary’s to take the edge off their hangovers?) caused problems because… he had forgotten to put the Honey Stinger energy bars back into his seat bag. But we did have enough Cytomax to get him up over Tunitas and home. Of course he first tried to ditch me at the bottom, but I got even further up the hill.

Annual TurkeyDay Trot Details

8am, corner of Olive Hill & Canada Road, same place we start the regular Tuesday & Thursday-morning ride. The plan is Old LaHonda, La Honda, Pescadero, San Gregorio & Tunitas. Also planned is wet weather. If this was a normal Tuesday/Thursday ride, the plan would be unalterable, but due to questionable weather, I do not guarantee we’ll be doing the full ride. I’ve got my rain bike ready though, and at least two of us (myself and my son) will be there, at 8am, ready to ride.

We should be back by 1pm at the latest, plenty of time to eat and then later watch the 49er game. And plenty of time to wish we could have ridden a bit later, when it’s not supposed to be raining!

–Mike–

Will it be a kinder, gentler winter? For the sake of west-side Old LaHonda, let’s hope so!

Definitely a bit of a chill in the air this morning; amazing to think that “winter” is still a full month away! Mostly-dry roads which, sadly, are not in the forecast for Thursday’s annual Turkey-Trot event (8am, 15 minutes later than our usual ride, and scheduled to return by about 1pm assuming weather allows us to do the full Pescadero/Tunitas ride).

Eric, George, Todd, new guy from Colorado whose name I forgot already (hate that!), both Kevins and Jim. Seems like I’m leaving somebody out. Right. Chris! Chris, who’s coming back up to speed very quickly after a voluntary (he claims) sabbatical from cycling so he could spend more time with his family after his intensive training for the Mt. Everest Challenge a couple months ago.

It was a pretty hard start up the first part of the hill, with the time to Huddart Park sitting right at 8 minutes (7:45 would be a very fast time for the summer), at which point I told Kevin (my son, not the pilot) that it was time to “shut down” for a while to avoid a seizure. Which he dutifully did… for a minute or two. Then Jim took off, with Kevin hot on his wheel. For about a minute. And then, predictably, Kevin had a seizure, thankfully one of the seizures where he has enough warning to get safely off the bike and on the ground. Two minutes later and he’s back up, no lingering effects, full-speed ahead.

West-side Old LaHonda, on the other hand, may not do so well this year. Check out the photo; if we have a winter & spring like last year, we may not have a road to ride anymore! The county has already cut into the hillside a bit to make enough room for cars to get through, but it’s entirely possible that entire hill could start sliding down across the road in a heavy rain, and it’s doubtful the funds exist to do a permanent repair. Cross your fingers for mild winters until the county has enough money to deal with its road issues!

Why we need a 3-foot passing law

Why we need a 3-foot passing law
I do what I can to avoid issues with cars, and for the most part, have very few. But today, heading back up west-side 84 from Old LaHonda, my son and I had someone fly by much too close for comfort. Currently, there is nothing on the books saying how much clearance a car should be giving a cyclist, but pretty sure most reasonable people would think it should be more than what’s shown in the photo, particularly when the car is going well over the speed limit.

Aside from that a pretty nice ride; first chance to get out the rain bikes (as if it’s something I’d look forward to?) and get things checked out before a “serious” ride (such as next Thursday morning’s Thanksgiving Day ride, otherwise known as the annual Turkey Trot, which presently shows rain in the forecast). It was supposed to be a longer ride than it was, the plan being to head down to the Los Altos store via the foothills before turning back. I really didn’t want to do a Skyline ride in the wet until I knew the bikes were up to it. That was until Kevin lets m know, about 15 minutes into the ride, that he’s got to be back for a 4:30 gig with his friends (Lazer Tag). And it’s 2pm. Yikes. So we ended up doing Old LaHonda instead (maximum effort minimum time), down the back side and back over 84 into Woodside.

Amazingly, despite the face that we had waited until it had stopped raining, we saw just 6 other cyclists on the road. Where was everybody? Perhaps watching the cyclocross racing in the City?

Little Lost iPhone phones home

A message from beyond the grave?

My stolen iPhone just called. Sort of.

It’s not really a call from beyond the grave, but it kinda feels like it. I gave up being sad about my stolen iPhone (happened in Grenoble, France this past July) and assumed it had long-since been wiped clean and passed on to someone new in a flea market in eastern europe. But then I get this odd email, from an obscure application I had been testing that emails your location at a regular interval (when activated) so you can have someone track you.

My iPhone had been quiet for 4 months. And then today I get two emails from the app (iPhoneLocUpdater), telling me it’s having a great time in Algeria. I’ve moved on; I have my iPhone4S now, which works even better, in addition to my fake iPhone5. But that phone and its apps reflect who I am, so it’s personal to me and if I could push a button and remotely vaporize it, I’d gladly do so.

The sky is always blue when you’re cycling!

You could watch the weather on TV and start to believe that the best days for riding are behind us; that rain is coming, that the days are getting both shorter and colder. And you’re expecting me to tell you not to believe such nonsense?

Good times are where you find them, and your bike is that place. It’s always that place. You go to bed the night before your morning ride, noticing that there’s a bit of a chill in the area, listen to a noise that’s familiar and strangely comforting but then realize it’s the furnace kicking on (is it OK to be comforted by the sound of a furnace?), and you think back to just two weeks ago when you were able to go out without leg warmers. For the last time.

But the sky was blue this morning, and with daylight saving time behind us, it was also light out. Nothing wrong with being comforted by that! And yet, we had only a handful of riders this morning; myself, Kevin (son, not the pilot), Eric, Todd & Jim, joined up on Skyline by Steve L, whom we haven’t seen for a while (he usually rides with the older, er, I mean, more “mature” guys who ride a bit later and stay out of the hills). Looking at the video reminds me just how nice & clear it was as we set a deliberately non-challenging pace up Kings, hoping to avoid Kevin having one of his all-too-frequent seizures. Since he didn’t, I guess it worked! Unfortunately, when you look at our time climbing Kings, you come to realize that he can climb very fast, have a seizure, and finish in 29:30. Or he can climb at a pace where he won’t likely have a seizure, and finish in 29:30.

We did run into a bit of fog at the top, or maybe low clouds. Not bad, but the slight dampness made the 43 degrees up there seem a bit colder. Soon, 43 degrees will feel nearly toasty for us!

Watching the ride play on the video in front of me reminds me that I actually did ride this morning. What would it be like, riding without cameras or downloadable GPS data recording the ride? Without two computers on the handlebars, set to simultaneously display two different sets of data that I think are important (heart rate & speed in numbers large enough for 55-year-old eyes to read)? I don’t know. I understand there are people out there who have no computer on their bike at all, and somehow that works for them. Guess they haven’t discovered Strava yet.

We want YOU! Join the (free) Strava Chain Reaction Team!


If you’ve got a Garmin bike computer, or a GPS-enabled phone (many Androids and iPhone 3GS, 4 & 4S models), you can easily keep track of your rides on-line, for free! And who knows when we might offer special discounts and events just for members of our Chain Reaction Team Strava. We just started, and we’re needing some help because I was gone for 10 days this month (and my son got lazy while I was gone and didn’t log any rides either).

If you haven’t joined Strava, try it out. Like I said, it’s free (you can pay $59/year for advanced stuff if you want, but the free version does pretty amazing stuff), and you can sign up here. Once you’re a member, follow this link and join our team! No obligation, nothing to buy. :-)      –Mike–